Cold World MellowHigh (Ft. Earl Sweatshirt & Remy Banks)

[Verse 1: Remy Banks]
Swerving in a hoopty, but a nigga not drunk
I'm high off of life, with a pinch of skunk
Maybe high off of determination, but I'm low on luck
Because we've been putting on for years, and people still be counting sheep on us
But its cool, I be that offspring dressed in all wolf clothing
With a mallet and a bell, just awaiting a rude awakening
Out here yellin Worlds Fair until the name ring
Hailing from a place where every nigga wanna be king
Plus this world is too cold, so I keep myself circle small
Puffing chronic with my dogs, chilly, but we holding down the city
And my burrow, feelin unstoppable like Tetsuo
Akira in the membrane Queens get the money
Yet I'm broke and going insane, stressed out my brain
Til it left on a train to Connecticut for the weekend
Might extended stay until I'm diving in the deep end
Of a pool full of euros, pounds, and yen, let's get this money, man

[Hook: Domo Genesis]
L said it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
We just need that real shit right now
L said it's cold in this world, somehow it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
They just need that real shit right now